I am unable to object

Kneeling on all fours still drowsy from my experience I watched Pedro rummaging in a pile of stuff in a corner of his man cave. After some time he produced a leather strap with a golden tag in the shape of a bone and presented it to me.

"This belonged to my past dog Cody! I think you will wear this for me tonight." And without even looking me in the eyes or asking or anything he bent down and started to fumble the dog collar onto my neck. It was rough and tight and smelled of dog and old leather but I let him do it without even flinching. With the taste of cum still lingering on my tongue I was just getting more and more comfortable. I was surprised that no shame washed over me after all of the experiences today but somehow my mind was just blank and at ease.

Pedro fixed a leash to my collar and clicked his mouth to gesture me to move towards the stairs. I obeyed and crawled over on all fours, crawling up the stairs in front of him with my naked ass swinging from side to side, occasionally leaking a bit of cum out of my anus onto my balls and thighs.

After I reached the top of the stairs Pedro led me through the garage towards the entrance door to the main house. I hesitated being conditioned to not go into the house. Pedro just pulled on the leash.

"Come on Cody! It is fine, just be quiet when we pass mom's bedroom!" And with that I just let myself be led into the house. I crawled as silently as I could feeling the cool white marble underneath my hands and knees. The house was mostly white inside, minimalistic, some expensive art and furniture. Nothing like it looked from the outside which was rather average. There was a big marbled hallway and stairs that led up to the bedrooms. Again we ascended the stairs and I could sense that Pedro was nervous as well. A bit of shame came back as I imagined what I would look like crawling naked on all fours through the house I wasn't supposed to be in in the first place. Everything went fine as we passed the door to his mom's bedroom but as we reached his own room suddenly the door behind us opened and the familiar clicking of the plush slippers filled the hallway.

"What the fuck is going on here Pedro!" bellowed a shrill female voice from behind. I blushed heavily shrinking at the sound. Pedro turned white and faced his mother stuttering.

"H....he is a good boy....he behaves....can I keep him?"

Her steps got closer and I didn't dare to look up at her, just focusing at the floor and now her feet as they came into few. I felt the leash being tugged forcefully out of Pedro's hand and now his mom was holding it.

"You know that your friends are not allowed in the house!" She continued not as shrill but still angry and stern.

"B...but mom...he...is not a friend....he is my pet...you know....like Cody. Please!"

She sighed, her voice getting softer. "I know you miss Cody....but....but this....is not acceptable. He is a filthy animal from the street. He doesn't know the rules, he isn't even shaved."

I could only imagine her disgusted look down at my naked body while she talked to her son as if I wasn't even a person to acknowledge. Something very strange was going on with this family.

"Please mom!", Pedro continued to plead like a little boy: "I can train him, and bath him, and shave him. He fits perfectly as our pet, believe me, I know. He does everything I want and I insured that he will not tell anyone!"

The situation got weirder with every word that he spoke and I couldn't decide if I should be scared or ashamed or both.

Again she sighed and I could practically hear her rolling her eyes: "Fine! Because you are a good son I will think about it but he is not going to your room tonight. Not before I examined him understood? You can tie him up in the garage for the night. Tomorrow we will see if he really can stay!" With that she returned the leash to Pedro, turned around and went back to her room. Pedro sighed with relief and started to tug me towards the stairs again.

"Wait! What was that all about?" I protested on my way down the marble staircase.

"I am sorry Cody! Mom is the boss but I think she will like you and you will be allowed to stay. Just this one night in the garage, be a good boy!"

Reaching the bottom of the stairs I tugged harder at my collar pushing back.

"Pedro dammit! Stop this! I am Marco, not Cody! Why did your mom treat me like I was a dog for fucks sake. Are you all nuts here?"

Pedro rolled his eyes in dismay: "Shhhh! Please! We had such fun, don't ruin it now! Just one night and we can be together. I don't want to go back and remind you of the video which I still have and could send to everyone. I was really hoping you were different." He reached down caressing my cheek affectionately.

"It will be fun for you, I promise, I have seen what you are willing to do, so don't tell me you aren't the least bit curious of what might still be ahead?"

"B....but y...you can't keep me hostage. That is not right!" I protested.

"It is just a game", Pedro intervened: "otherwise mom wouldn't have played along. It will all be alright tomorrow, I promise!"

I could feel my protest subsiding as he gave another tug on the leash and I reluctantly followed him towards the garage. He had such a way that I couldn't resist long. Half dominant, half mad with sparkles of affection and love in between. I sighed at my own weakness but I admitted that I was curious why mom played along treating me like I was a stray dog. Especially since I already tasted her lady juices before she too had such a dominating but also charming aura that I gave in and let myself be led to a blanket in the corner of the garage right behind mom's big SUV. Pedro fixed my leash to a ring at the wall with a padlock on it and told me to sit on the blanket.

"Try to sleep! Tomorrow will be an exciting day, and an exhausting one!" He patted my head again and turned around switching of the light in the garage leaving me in the dark.

'What the fuck is going on?' I thought to myself and noticed that indeed I was pretty tired after the emotional rollercoaster of today.